This is a very interesting topic that I have mixed emotions about. Like many of you, I had breast development in my early teens. I'd say that my development started at 11. It was not discussed by my family or any of my doctors. Granted, I was overweight so maybe they thought is was " baby fat" and would just go away over time. I would say that during junior and senior high school, I developed significant breast growth that gamble to say that my breasts were bigger than 75-80% of my class. Luckily, I was not shamed about it in the way some of you were. I had a few girls every year say to me that I need to bra more than they did. Every so often, a guy would walk by and say that I had bigger boobs than a lot of the girls in school, which was true. Nobody pinched or grabbed at my breasts. My gym teacher was my wrestling coach in high school. While we never talked about it, he never made me a "skin" in gym class so I never got embarrassed running around shirtless with bouncing breasts.
I have to admit that I've always loved having breasts, which led to some confusion for me. I love being a guy and everything that goes with it, but I have this breasts on my body that are feminine in appearance and I like that they are there. Sometimes, I look at them in the mirror and turn to the side to see them projecting out. My feeling were mixed between proud, shame, confusion, etc. As a heterosexual male, I know how breasts made me feel to see and touch them. There must have been a certain power that women feel when they have decent sized breasts and I had them on my body. That's where some of the different feelings I had came in.
I remember once in my mid teens, while doing laundry, I got one of my sister's bras and held it against my body. I never tried it on, but it looked like to would have fit well. I don't know what size it was. That's the first time I really thought that I would probably be more comfortable if I wore a bra. In the mid 80's, there's no way that would have worked, but I would have been more comfortable.
Throughout my adult life, I still loved the fact that I had breasts and I wasn't ashamed about it. Dealing with having them in public was always a bit tricky. With the inspiration of this forum, I decided to begin to wear bras for comfortable and containment. I was fitted at a store and the sales woman was fantastic with helping me getting the proper style and fitting bras. I like putting on my bra in the morning and it stays on until I go to bed. After swooping and scooping my breasts in the cups, I like the feeling of comfort. Like many of you, I like that I minimizing the movement of my breasts when going up and down the stairs or walking fast. However, I like that little feeling of sway of my breasts when I walk. You see women have the little sway of their breasts when they walk and it looks attractive. That feeling does make me feel good.
Great decision to wear bras and there is satisfaction to wearing a bra. I like shopping for them and enjoy it.